One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 225 Arrival
On the plane, Hu Xiuwu was always looking for an opportunity and wanted to find an opportunity to chat with Tianshi alone, but the plane that can cover everything is not a luxury plane with three or four floors, but an ordinary small business plane. The space inside the plane is too small to find a place to be alone.

In the end, Hu Xiuwu could only reluctantly give up the idea of ​​solving this problem on the plane, and could only chat with Zhang Lingyu who was sitting in the row with him.

Zhang Lingyu is the same on the outside, he is a humble gentleman, and he maintains a humble attitude when talking with him. It is not the kind that most people pretend to be. It's bathing in the morning light that makes you feel warm but not so dazzling.

It is completely different from that of Teacher Zhang Huaiyi.

Hu Xiuwu sighed in his heart that if Zhang Lingyu was like a silly roe deer, he was sincere to everyone, but his sincerity was ridiculed as stupid; while Teacher Zhang Huaiyi was like an old and mature fox in the dense forest. Although the fox did not hurt anyone, it did Because of the precious fur he carried, he was hunted by others, so he was too alert and sensitive, and was called cunning and treacherous.

Hu Xiuwu knew for a long time that Teacher Zhang Huaiyi was very defensive. Even when he helped treat Hu Xiuwu back then, he secretly offered help while Hu Xiuwu was sleeping.

Even doing good deeds is so secretive, which shows how cautious Teacher Zhang Huaiyi is, and how deeply wounded he has to be.

The scene outside the plane is no longer an unpredictable boundless sea of ​​clouds, but a human civilization illuminated by lights, and their final stop in England.

After a few people packed their things, they got off the plane.

Summer has just arrived, and the fog has just rained. Like a wiper, it washes away the fog that usually flows on the street and does not cover the eyes. The sin is in this sunny weather. Come out, so one by one can only put on trench coats, bring umbrellas, and become civilized people one by one.

The people from the Ministry of Magic have been waiting in the airport for a long time. Although the leader is wearing a British-style double-breasted suit, the style of the suit is obviously backward. The Homburg felt hat on his head is also popular in the last century. Hats look out of place compared to other brightly dressed travelers at the airport.

But he didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with his clothes, his expression was so serious that it made people feel a little mean, and even the short gray hair was clinging to his scalp with a straight face, and he also had a pinch of sanitary beard.

Bi Youlong seemed to be very familiar with him. After seeing his figure, he whispered to Hu Xiuwu, Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Lingyu, who were not familiar with everything, and introduced his origins:

"The team leader is Barty Crouch, Director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department of the British Ministry of Magic. In short, his position is similar to mine."

"This person has a hard-boiled style, is ruthless and ruthless, and is a typical hawk. He once personally took his own son who was reduced to a Death Eater, that is, a natural son similar to our country."

"But because of this, he, who could have become the Minister of Magic, can only be transferred to the Director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department."

"Be careful when you talk to him, this man has a deep heart and should not be underestimated."

Before he got close, Bi Youlong finally warned him, Zhang Zhiwei naturally didn't need him, and it was not the first time for his subordinates to come out with him. He has also experienced a lot of things, and has been taught by the old slick Liao Zhong for a long time. He has a clear mind about what to say and what not to say.

He seemed to be saying this to everyone, but in fact, he was specifically speaking to Zhang Lingyu, who had never seen the sinister things in the world.

This child is too simple, and likes to dig into the horns.

Sure enough, after Bi Youlong finished speaking, Hu Xiuwu didn't respond, and he was still a little immature. Zhang Lingyu, who was out of the mountain for the first time, immediately looked nervous, and looked at Barty Crouch with vigilance, as if he was watching What a child trafficker.

"Relax, don't be so afraid. After all, this Mr. Barty is still a friend, not a class enemy. You don't have to be so sensitive. You can treat him as a domestic top ten."

Hu Xiuwu blocked Zhang Lingyu's too obvious hostile gaze, moved his lips slightly, and comforted him with a voice that only Zhang Lingyu could hear, making him relax.

I understand, just like the elders of other sects, they respectfully salute when they meet each other, and then stay on the side honestly. When he speaks, his left ear goes in, and his right ear goes out.

After Hu Xiuwu's translation, Zhang Lingyu understood it in seconds.

Seeing that the episode within the team was eliminated by Hu Xiuwu, Bi Youlong strode forward with confidence, and shook hands with Barty Crouch in a friendly manner.

To Bi Youlong and others, Barty Crouch was neither flattering nor arrogant, but received them with a peaceful attitude: "Welcome to England, Bi, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Bi Youlong smiled and said, "Yes, I haven't been to Europe for a long time."

"The old gentleman behind you is Zhang Zhiwei, who is as famous as Dumbledore?"

"That's right, the young man next to the Celestial Master is his apprentice and the candidate for the Goblet of Fire this time."

aba aba,

Hearing the murmur of birds in his ears, Zhang Lingyu's face was stiff and he couldn't understand anything. He grew up in Longhu Mountain and only completed nine years of compulsory education. Generally speaking, Zhang Lingyu was a dropout who never attended school. University high school students.

Like most students, his English level is limited to simple reading and writing, and when he encounters listening and speaking, he is blinded.

Zhang Zhiwei stood there dumbfounded, with an unfathomable smile on his face, in fact he didn't understand a word.

Tianshi was born in the last century, and he had never even stepped into an English class. At this time, he could only keep smiling and pretend to be calm.

It was rare to see Tianshi's predicament. Although Hu Xiuwu thought it was very interesting, he didn't stay aside to watch the show. He walked behind Tianshi in a low-key manner and let Tianshi's tall back cover him tightly, helping Tianshi. The teacher translated the conversation between Bi Youlong and Barty Crouch.

With Hu Xiuwu's translation, the celestial master's posture has become truly calm. If he can't understand other people's words, it will always cause embarrassment. Although the [-]-year-old Tianshi doesn't care much about this, it is always possible not to be ugly. OK

Barty Crouch took off his hat and paid tribute to the Celestial Master, a powerful Inhuman who stood shoulder to shoulder with Dumbledore and would be respected wherever he went.

Just like a muscular man, standing in front of you always makes people return to their senses and want to reason.

"Please come with me!"

After Barty Crouch discovered that the Celestial Master was not proficient in English, he gave up the idea of ​​chatting with the Celestial Master in the airport lobby and turned to show everyone the way.

But the direction he pointed was not the exit of the airport, but a remote but clean lounge. In this deserted lounge, there was an outdated fireplace.

Bi Youlong said in surprise, "Could it be that the Ministry of Magic's Floo network has already been installed here?"

"That's right," Barty Crouch took an ounce of Floo powder from his pocket, and made a little joke, "the Ministry of Magic is not an old stubborn, he sometimes decides to add a new dress to himself, To hide the wrinkles on my skin."

Then Barty Crouch took out his wand and pointed it at the fireplace:

"Burning flames."

A small bonfire suddenly rose from the fireplace, burning roaringly.

(End of this chapter)